Thefingerbeckonseverygirlandboy.
Calls them to skip through carefree childhood joy,
throughhalcyondaysofadolescentbliss.
Themysteryofthefirstsweetteenagekiss,
pushingthemfirmlytothemarriagebed,
speedingalongtoseetheirchildrenwed.
Proddingandpokinggapsinteethandhair
tillfeebleframeisusheredintocare.
Thefingerturnsandthenbecomesahand
thatflicksawaythefinalgrainsofsand.
Thepalmupturnstoclaimlife'sfinaltithe
thenraisesupthefistthatholdsthescythe
and in the final moments of that hour.
We face at last the mystery of God's power
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A fine poem optimism presented in present tense throughout. free of simile